Sapphires and Desires (The Gem Fairy Series Book 1) Read Online Free
Author: Tarisa Marie
of cave. How in the hell did I end up here? I lose the fright that wracks my body and replace it with confusion. I’m wearing a hospital gown.
What’d they do, air transfer me to another hospital and the plane crashed in this dumb forest? It would be my luck but I somehow very highly doubt that that’s what’s happened seeing as the last thing I remember is being put into the morgue. Is this heaven?
I try to think of a forest even near the city or one between Philly and my hometown, nothing like this forest which more than anything resembles a rain forest and surely I’m not suddenly in South America. I must be dreaming, I figure. I look down at my attire to see the hospital gown flapping in the wind and sigh.
“ She’s gone.” A man’s voice invades my memory. The doctor. Could I be… dead ? Could this be afterlife?
No. How ridiculous. I’ve never believed in the afterlife. I believe that we die and go into the dirt. Don’t I? Suddenly I’m questioning everything I’ve ever believed.
I feel a tear escape my eye. Even up high on this cliff I cannot see a single building or road, just trees, trees and more trees...
I look down the cliff I’m on top of and into the forest below. It’s a big drop. How am I going to get down?
I inspect all of the ledges carefully and find one that might just work. I mean I might just be able to climb to the bottom without killing myself. I wonder, if I go back into the cave, if there’s another entrance out. But then again, it’s dark in there, pitch black and who knows what’s in there. Bears? Not to mention, I’m terrified of the dark. I’d rather just take my chances.
I kneel on the ground and push my legs out and off the cliff feeling for a ledge to rest one of my feet on.
After a bit of feeling around and testing, I find a ledge, put my foot on it and then repeat the process with my other foot.
It takes a significant amount of time but I eventually make it to the bottom alive. I look at my palms to assess the damage I’ve caused, expecting them to be raw and bloody from clutching the sharp rock.
They’re bloody alright. I spit on my gown and rub one of my hands on it to clean it.
I turn around to face the forest. It’s tall. I mean I’ve never seen such tall trees in my life. It’s almost scary.
I grab a large stick from underneath a tree and begin my trek into the forest. The stick is for in case I run into any large animals that I need to bop on the head. I’m not much of a nature fanatic. I mean I did girl scouts growing up but that wasn’t much. I playfully swing the stick around like a ninja as I walk through the brush. Like I said earlier, I’d rather laugh than cry. Making the best out of bad situations is the best way to live. I mean I have to smile a little or things will just get worse, right? Even if the cause of my smile is pretending to be a ninja, good thing no one else is around…that I know of...
I find it eerily quiet. There are no birds singing, or chipmunks squeaking, nothing. It is nearly completely silent except for the sounds of my footfalls.
I wish I had a phone to call for help, then again, I doubt I’d have service.
I eventually come to a small creek and take a seat to wash off. I’m sweating like nuts. It’s not cold like it was in the cave. The sun is hot and it’s muggy like a greenhouse under the canopy of the trees. I take off my hospital gown and soak it in water before putting it back on. The water is chilly and refreshing. I next soak my tangled hair in it.
I long to drink it but don’t want to get some sort of parasite or something. I soon carry on and skip across the small creek.
After a good part of the day passes without any progress I decide that it’s time to stop walking before it gets dark. I need to build some kind of camp. I gather some long branches and lean them up against a tree sort of like a teepee. Then I throw in a bunch of leaves hoping to make it a little comfy. By the time I’m
What’d they do, air transfer me to another hospital and the plane crashed in this dumb forest? It would be my luck but I somehow very highly doubt that that’s what’s happened seeing as the last thing I remember is being put into the morgue. Is this heaven?
I try to think of a forest even near the city or one between Philly and my hometown, nothing like this forest which more than anything resembles a rain forest and surely I’m not suddenly in South America. I must be dreaming, I figure. I look down at my attire to see the hospital gown flapping in the wind and sigh.
“ She’s gone.” A man’s voice invades my memory. The doctor. Could I be… dead ? Could this be afterlife?
No. How ridiculous. I’ve never believed in the afterlife. I believe that we die and go into the dirt. Don’t I? Suddenly I’m questioning everything I’ve ever believed.
I feel a tear escape my eye. Even up high on this cliff I cannot see a single building or road, just trees, trees and more trees...
I look down the cliff I’m on top of and into the forest below. It’s a big drop. How am I going to get down?
I inspect all of the ledges carefully and find one that might just work. I mean I might just be able to climb to the bottom without killing myself. I wonder, if I go back into the cave, if there’s another entrance out. But then again, it’s dark in there, pitch black and who knows what’s in there. Bears? Not to mention, I’m terrified of the dark. I’d rather just take my chances.
I kneel on the ground and push my legs out and off the cliff feeling for a ledge to rest one of my feet on.
After a bit of feeling around and testing, I find a ledge, put my foot on it and then repeat the process with my other foot.
It takes a significant amount of time but I eventually make it to the bottom alive. I look at my palms to assess the damage I’ve caused, expecting them to be raw and bloody from clutching the sharp rock.
They’re bloody alright. I spit on my gown and rub one of my hands on it to clean it.
I turn around to face the forest. It’s tall. I mean I’ve never seen such tall trees in my life. It’s almost scary.
I grab a large stick from underneath a tree and begin my trek into the forest. The stick is for in case I run into any large animals that I need to bop on the head. I’m not much of a nature fanatic. I mean I did girl scouts growing up but that wasn’t much. I playfully swing the stick around like a ninja as I walk through the brush. Like I said earlier, I’d rather laugh than cry. Making the best out of bad situations is the best way to live. I mean I have to smile a little or things will just get worse, right? Even if the cause of my smile is pretending to be a ninja, good thing no one else is around…that I know of...
I find it eerily quiet. There are no birds singing, or chipmunks squeaking, nothing. It is nearly completely silent except for the sounds of my footfalls.
I wish I had a phone to call for help, then again, I doubt I’d have service.
I eventually come to a small creek and take a seat to wash off. I’m sweating like nuts. It’s not cold like it was in the cave. The sun is hot and it’s muggy like a greenhouse under the canopy of the trees. I take off my hospital gown and soak it in water before putting it back on. The water is chilly and refreshing. I next soak my tangled hair in it.
I long to drink it but don’t want to get some sort of parasite or something. I soon carry on and skip across the small creek.
After a good part of the day passes without any progress I decide that it’s time to stop walking before it gets dark. I need to build some kind of camp. I gather some long branches and lean them up against a tree sort of like a teepee. Then I throw in a bunch of leaves hoping to make it a little comfy. By the time I’m
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